This night was exceptionally quiet, as if the sound of falling snow could be heard, the Tang army was stationed in the barracks outside Luoyang City, Li Jiancheng planned to pick only a few capable men early tomorrow morning, follow him to Luoyang City, and meet with the heroes of the world. In today's battle, although he had the intention to preserve his strength, he also suffered a lot of casualties.

The army of the Sui Dynasty looked powerless to resist, but because of the carelessness of the rebels from all walks of life, they heard that the Sui Dynasty was at the end of their rope, and everyone ignored the truth that the camel that suffered death was bigger than the horse, and the soldiers were insufficient, and the strategy was not planned.

Now that the Sui army has swaggered and victoriously entered Luoyang City, he can only be in the deserted wilderness with the rebels from all walks of life like lost dogs.

Some soldiers picked up firewood and came back, the bonfire had a tendency to expand, a few pieces of wood were built haphazardly and hung the iron bowls prepared in advance, some boiled wild vegetable soup, some boiled bitter Chinese medicine, some wounded soldiers leaned against the big trees to rest in despair, and the big flag with the word "Li" fluttered in the wind under the black night.

"Big brother, what are you thinking?" A roasted horse leg was handed to Li Jiancheng, and a pot of turbid wine like a treasure was taken out, and Li Yuanji poked his head out from behind the big tree.

"Enjoy it for yourself." Li Jiancheng was not in the mood to eat at all, looking at a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled people, if this trip was changed to the people, would there be a different result? The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became.

Li Yuanji's face was also injured, thanks to Yuwen Chengdu, Yuwen Chengdu's move was ruthless and fast, if it wasn't for the timely dodge, I am afraid that he would have died in Huangquan.

"Big brother, don't worry." Li Yuanji comforted, "Isn't there still Yang Guang's sister?" At least protect your life. ”

Li Jiancheng's eyebrows are wrinkled even tighter, and his life is worry-free? This is not the purpose of his trip, his purpose is to make contributions and be a righteous prince, not like an outsider, he is a noble concubine, and he is also the eldest son.

Li Jiancheng thought for a while, and suddenly walked quickly towards the direction of the locked prison car.

"His Royal Highness the Prince." The two soldiers guarding the prison car saw Li Jiancheng hurriedly saluting, and a trace of blood oozed from his dry lips.

Li Jiancheng bowed slightly: "It's hard work, go down and eat the meat." The two of them walked away with a thousand thanks.

Ruhua's clothes were already worn out at this moment, her delicate hair bun was scattered, and all the valuable things on her body were looted. Tang Jun believed that he was just a prisoner, and his life was fine, and even the daily food was not enough.

"Is the princess well?" Li Jiancheng took a step closer.

Ruhua doesn't remember that this is the first few days in the prison car, during which she also had a serious illness in a groggy state, there is no doctor, not even a waiter, it is her belief in her heart to take revenge on Yang Ruyue that makes her barely survive.

She had to save the strength to act, and she pretended to cry: "You thieves, what have you done to my imperial brother? ”

"If it's about acting, it's a pity that the third princess only gets the title of princess, and if she stays in the harem, she must be the mother of the world." Li Jiancheng opened his mouth unhurriedly.

"What do you mean?" Ruhua believes that her plan is seamless, and her reasons are well-founded, why was she seen a flaw in this useless embroidered pillow?

"It's not interesting, I just think the princess is so tired." Li Jiancheng's original plan was not to hold Yang Guang hostage, but to capture Yang Guang Lao'er alive and behead all the royal people to show his authority. This naturally includes the abolished three princesses. "Presumably now, no matter how much the princess cries, she can't change the saint's blue eyes." After a pause, he deliberately continued to add meaningfully, "Presumably, the Holy Lord in the whole world will only recognize Princess Lanting alone." ”

"Nonsense!" Sure enough, it aroused Ruhua's anger, and it seems that he sent someone to investigate the grievances of the third princess in the palace.

"The princess is angry." Li Jiancheng continued to speak, "Although I have never met Princess Lanting, in the end she is just a little girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, how can she compare to the princess's elegance?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly." If the flower is not a fuel-efficient lamp in the end, you will know that Li Jiancheng has something to say when you hear it.

"It's just a pity for the princess, it stands to reason that Princess Lanting's mother died unclearly, whether she is a royal blood is also a mystery, if she is not, the princess is the only eldest princess in the world with pure blood, if she is, can a person lying in a coffin still compete with the princess?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't look like a person who is trading at a loss." Ruhua was not confused by Li Jiancheng's extremely bewitching words, she waited for Li Jiancheng's next sentence.

"In return, the princess should support Jiancheng as the eldest princess of the Sui Dynasty, presumably those officials of the Sui Dynasty must follow the princess with all their hearts, and I believe that Jiancheng will not treat them badly."

"This deal doesn't seem to be very cost-effective, why should I be the eldest princess of a dead country and go to great lengths to please Your Highness?"

"There is only one princess under the father's knees, if it is the support of the third princess, the princess will appear redundant, and the completion can give you a promise, if it is completed and enthroned, it will kill the superfluous people, and the princess will be the righteous daughter of the father, ranking above all my daughters."

Ruhua finally showed a satisfied smile: "Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still wants to entertain his allies with the gift of the prison car?" ”

Shan Bing'er connected Xu Maogong and others all the way, and finally arrived in Luoyang City on the eve of the war, but because of Xu Maogong's strong opposition, only some soldiers were sent to fight, so he was able to preserve his strength.

Added several pieces of carbon to the fire, Cheng Biting Jin didn't know where to find the harpoon, poked a few sweet potatoes on the harpoon, and after a while, the aroma of sweet potatoes overflowed the whole room, Cheng Biting Jin was not afraid of the heavy snow outside, wrapped in a thick cotton robe, warmed a pot of wine, and ate sweet potatoes in a big gulp.

"Why hasn't Qing Yang come back yet?" Qin Shubao was a little worried, he was the only one who automatically asked for help in this battle and went to battle, and now the wounded soldiers have all limped back, but only the shadow of Qing Yang is missing.

"Maybe Brother Mu is going to see Princess Ruyue." Shan Bing'er speculated with joy.

"It can't be." Qin Shubao refused, I don't know when Lu Dao himself was used to calling him Qingyang, "If you want to see him these days, you can see him early." ”

Shan Bing'er pondered the meaning of this sentence: "You mean that the two of them haven't wanted to see each other yet?" ”

Wang Bodang carefully wiped his bow and arrows: "Why not? Qingyang is so introverted, Xing is not mentally prepared. ”

Shan Bing'er sat on the threshold with a depressed face, with a small calculation in her heart: Since we haven't met yet, there are bitter mandarin ducks left and right, and I must help them.

This night, Mu Qingyang was drunk in the tavern.

The next morning, Ruyue opened her eyes with a headache, a vermilion bed made of cedar, a pale pink bed tent, a beaded curtain made of pearls, a screen of gold threads, and a bronze mirror with antique fragrance.

Sitting up suddenly, Donghua walked in with a cup of sobering tea. A maid followed her with a hot towel.

"The princess is awake." Donghua sat next to Ruyue and brought tea to Ruyue, who only felt dry and drank it all.

I suddenly felt a lot more sober.

Taking the hot towel, Donghua carefully wiped Ruyue's face, and hurriedly handed Ruyue a bronze stove.

"It has been snowing all day, and the princess has slept for a day and a night."

Ruyue didn't speak, she actually dreamed of Qingyang, she looked at herself, her expression was infinitely sad.

In a trance, I seemed to hear the cries of many people: "Such a loud cry? But what's going on? ”

"General Yuwen's funeral, how grand the saint said." Donghua followed Ruyue's words, "Yu Wenhua and then asked for General Yuwen to carry around the entire Luoyang Palace around the gate of each palace, everywhere except for the saint, Su Min in white clothes, kneeling on the ground to pray for blessings, even the queen can not be special." ”

"Really?" Ruyue got up in a hurry, "It's rude for me to be so sloppy when I get here, Donghua hurry up and find mourning clothes." ”

"Princess." Donghua pulled Ruyue, with a look of desire to speak, "General Yuwen also asks for an order, except for here, it's just ......"

Before the second half of the sentence was finished, Ruyue had already understood that Yu Wenhua hated himself and thought that he had harmed his son, but he never imagined that this was a play directed and acted by Yuwen Chengdu.

"Go get ready for mourning."

"Princess ......" Seeing that Ruyue's face was about to darken again, Donghua had to salute and go to find mourning clothes.

The mourning dress was tied, and the high bun was stripped of all ornamentation, except for a small white flower, with a pair of pearl earrings, and all the lead was washed.

Walking out of the door, there was a maid sweeping the snow in front of the door, with hot air in her mouth. Two white lanterns with the word "sacrifice" written on them have been hung at the door.

The heavy snow had already submerged Ruyue's ankles, and Donghua found a white cloak for Ruyue, and also stuffed a stove in her arms.

Seeing the paper money mixed with snowflakes floating all the way, the black coffin was so conspicuous, the white wreath was held high, a group of people in the distance were blowing and beating, followed by a group of mourning people, and a bunch of maids and eunuchs kneeling next to them.

Xuan'er walked in the front, with tears on her face and a sad face.

Obviously, she wanted to go around here, but Ruyue walked over as if she hadn't seen it, and her footprints walked over in deep and shallow ways, holding a white paper umbrella.

"Xuan'er, you have to cheer up, Sister Yue will accompany you." Ruyue didn't seem to see Xuan'er's cold expression, she still walked over, worriedly touched Xuan'er's hands that seemed to have no blood flowing, and forcibly stuffed her own stove into Xuan'er's hands.

The crowd stopped, and the sound of the blowing was still. The heavy snow of goose feathers soon covered the coffin with white, and paper money fell all the way.

"You give my son back!" A poignant voice came, and Yu Wenhua, who had been scattering paper money, saw Ruyue throwing all the paper money in his hand into the air like crazy, and it fell down tightly.

Fall on the coffin, fall into the snow, and fall on Ruyue......